Rejected by His Ex Love

In the second year after I was discharged from the psychiatric hospital, I attended a charity gala where I unexpectedly encountered Felix Duncan, my childhood friend. Having just assumed control of the Duncan Group, Felix made a significant gesture by donating ten million dollars. Then, in front of all the media, he dropped to one knee and proposed to me. "On graduation day, you wore a veil and said you'd be my bride. I'm here to fulfill that promise, Nora. Will you marry me?" Cameras flashed wildly as the crowd awaited my response, naturally expecting me to accept. After all, I had pursued Felix for a decade. But what no one knew was this: On my birthday five years ago, his assistant, Kyla Gardner, in a fit of anger, recklessly drove and hit a janitor, killing them instantly. Felix knew the truth but manipulated the situation, framing me as the culprit. He even bribed my defense attorney to present a forged psychological evaluation, claiming I was insane.

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After that, Felix and I had a heated argument.

For the first time, I confronted him, "Are you hiding something from me?!" As soon as I finished, Felix's expression changed.

His brow furrowed, anger flickering in his eyes as his voice shot up a few levels.

"Can you stop being so paranoid? You're driving me insane!"

I was livid. In a fit of rage, I let everything spill out—photos, videos, Kyla's words.

I expected Felix to panic, to offer an explanation.

Unexpectedly, a flicker of shock crossed his face, soon replaced by indifference.

"So what?! If you weren't so suspicious all the time, would I dread coming home?"

"If I'd known being with you would be this draining, I would've thought twice before jumping in!"

"Wouldn't have ended up being pushed to this point?"

An icy chill settled in my heart, "So… do you regret it?"

Perhaps realizing how hurtful his words were, Felix's tone softened a bit.

"I don't mean it that way. I just feel misunderstood…”

"I know you might have a hard time with people from different backgrounds, but there's no need to target them intentionally."

"For a while, the office will be hectic, so I'm moving in there. We both need some space."

With that, he left without a backward glance.

I watched him go, feeling an icy shiver spreading through my chest.

The day after Felix left, I packed my bags and moved out too.

For a long time, I heard nothing from Felix.

Long enough that I almost forgot I even had a boyfriend.

I planned to end things completely with Felix until he showed up at my studio door.

"Why didn't you tell me you moved out? I went to the house looking for you!"

"Today is your birthday, and I’ve prepared a surprise for you. Come with me."

I immediately refused, but he didn't give up, pulling me into the car.

Only once inside did I notice Kyla in the driver's seat.

I struggled to get out, but Felix held me down.

"Stop it, Nora. I invited your old high school teachers and classmates. If you don't show up, you'll leave them hanging."

Hearing that, I finally gave up resisting.

Little did I know, that decision would plunge me straight into a nightmare.

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The antiseptic smell of the hospital corridor burned my nostrils as I hurried toward the pediatric wing. My cousin's son had been admitted with pneumonia, and I'd promised to bring her some fresh clothes. The last thing I expected was to find my husband in the nursery. I turned the corner and froze. There, in the dim light of the hospital nursery, stood Weston with his arms wrapped around Christina Wallace—his secretary. My secretary, technically, since she worked for Ellis Corporation, my family's company. "She's useless, Christina," Weston's voice carried clearly through the hushed room. "Five years of marriage, and she can't even give me a son." I pressed myself against the wall, my heart hammering against my ribs. A nurse passed by, giving me a curious glance, but I barely noticed. My attention was fixed on the scene unfolding before me.

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8.5

After Ninety-Nine Confessions, I Ruined His Empire

8.5

I draped the last string of fairy lights across our Manhattan apartment, my fingers trembling with anticipation. Tonight would be my 98th confession to Ethan. Just one more after this, and he would finally be mine forever. Seven years of waiting, of loving him through his coldness, would culminate in marriage—just as he promised. The dining table gleamed under soft lighting, adorned with crystal vases filled with blood-red roses I'd special ordered from his favorite florist. The scent of beef Wellington—his favorite—wafted from the kitchen where I'd spent hours perfecting every detail. I smoothed my hands over the black dress I'd chosen, the one he once said made me look 'almost as beautiful as Victoria.' I touched the small velvet box containing the Patek Philippe watch I'd saved for months to buy. My 98th confession gift. Each confession had to be accompanied by a gesture, a token of my devotion. That was the rule of our game.

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9.3

Claimed By My Billionaire Stepbrothers

9.3

They say you can't have it all. I'm about to prove them wrong-or destroy myself trying. When my struggling mother married billionaire Richard Stone, I thought I was gaining a family. Instead, I found three stepbrothers who became my obsession, my downfall, and my salvation. Dominic, the eldest, cold and commanding, who kisses me like he's claiming his kingdom and looks at me like I'm the only thing he can't control. Julian, the charming playboy who hides a vulnerable soul beneath his perfect smile, making me feel like I'm the only woman he's ever truly seen. Asher, the brooding artist who paints me like I'm his muse and touches me like I'm his masterpiece, seeing parts of my soul I didn't know existed. They're forbidden. They're dangerous. They're everything I shouldn't want. But when I discover my father didn't die by suicide that he was murdered by the very man who now calls himself my stepfather, these three powerful men becomes my unlikely allies. First it was a forbidden attraction, now it's an arrangement that defies every rule. The rules are simple: I'll give each of them a chance. I'll take everything they offer. And in the end, I'll have to make the hardest decision of my life: Choose one of them. Choose all of them. Or choose myself.

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8.5

Discarded By Him, Claimed By The Zillionaire

8.5

I was Landon Mercer's secret girlfriend and loyal assistant for four years. I thought my absolute devotion would eventually win his heart. But he casually announced his engagement to a wealthy heiress, reminding me I was just a convenient nobody from an orphanage. When I got trapped in a horrific car crash and begged him to call an ambulance, he just hung up on me, annoyed that my bleeding was ruining his romantic getaway. He even blackmailed me with my orphanage's land lease, forcing me to attend his engagement party as a prop. At the party, his elite family and friends brutally humiliated me. They deliberately crushed my broken arm, poured red wine over my head, and kicked me into a freezing pond. When Landon finally pulled me out, he didn't care that I was suffocating and turning blue. "Are you out of your mind? You come out here and cause a scene during my engagement party?" He threw a stack of cash at my shivering body, furious that I had embarrassed him in front of his wealthy guests. Looking at the hundred-dollar bills floating in the muddy water, my four years of foolish love completely died. To him, I wasn't even human; I was just a cheap toy he could abuse and pass around. I didn't cry, and I didn't beg. I dragged my soaked, battered body into a car and headed straight to the penthouse of his biggest billionaire rival. It was time to burn Landon Mercer's world to the ground.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.1

From Broken Wife To Billionaire Power

7.1

Lying in the hospital bed, I clutched my empty stomach, the doctor' s words about my miscarriage still ringing in my ears. I called my husband, desperate for comfort, but he sounded annoyed. "Allison, not now," Erik snapped. "Barbie' s dog is throwing up. She' s hysterical. Just get a cab and stop being so dramatic." He hung up on his wife who just lost their child to comfort his mistress' s Pomeranian. When I dragged my broken body home, he didn't hug me. He forced me to apologize to the dog. Then came the final blow: I watched on TV as he gifted my entire photography portfolio to his mistress, claiming it was her work, while handing me a bottle of perfume he knew I was deadly allergic to. Broken, I went to a radical clinic to have my memories of him erased forever. But the procedure didn't leave me blank. It unlocked a door I didn't know existed. I wasn't the orphan Allison Day. I was Allison Woodward, the missing billionaire heiress. And I was done apologizing.

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7.2

Married by contract love by Fate

7.2

Talia Morgan is a broke final-year medical student with one nightmare she cannot escape - her mother is dying, and the hospital bills are impossible to pay. Just when all hope is lost, she receives an unbelievable offer: a one-year contract marriage to billionaire tech CEO Adrian Blackwood... in exchange for $50,000. No love. No intimacy. No emotions. Just rules and signatures. Adrian needs a wife to secure his inheritance. Talia needs money to save her mother. The deal is simple. Until it isn't. Living under the same roof with a cold, dangerously attractive billionaire brings unexpected complications: • His jealous ex refuses to disappear • His family starts to love her • And every touch, every glance, begins to feel less like a contract and more like a promise When Talia discovers she may be carrying the one man she was never supposed to love, the contract threatens to destroy everything.

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